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"Great and Majestic Valashinaz, we understand that you are a collector of great knowledge. This aligns precisely with the aims of the Pathfinder Society. We hope to form a partnership with your eminence towards that goal. As a gesture of goodwill we would like to present to you some of our accumulated knowledge in the form of these books." Olombe hands the silk-wrapped books to the dragon's assistant.

Olombe supports Jong's efforts by sending more healing energy towards Lande.

heal lvl 2 vs Lande: 2d8 + 16 ⇒ (1, 7) + 16 = 24

Olombe shakes his head at the man in the yellow hat. "That attack was most unkind. I believe you have made our dwarf angry. This does not bode well for you."

intimidate-demoralize vs yellow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Cast heal 2, demoralize

Olombe taunts the man in blue before casting a fear spell. "Do you truly think that Jong shares your caprine lineage? That would be quite a coincidence my goat-faced friend. I would be more concerned about being made into a vindaloo were I wearing your shoes."

diplomacy-bon mot vs blue: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

Cast Fear on blue. Will save DC 20

◆bon mot, ◆◆ cast Fear

performance, earn income DC 16: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Success! 2.4 gold

"Chicken sauce? I'd, erm...be delighted."

deception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

He tentatively accepts a sample of chicken sauce.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Olombe looks up at the ghost courier fulu and shakes his head. "That is far too high for these old bones. Still...there is more than one way to pluck a chicken."

He pulls a scroll out of a belt pouch and summons a sprite. "My dear lady, that fulu overhead is far out of my reach I am much too ancient to climb up to get it. Would you be so kind as to fetch it for me?"

Olombe casts summon fey lvl 1 from a scroll to summon a sprite to fly up and retrieve the fulu for him.

"Careful now. Easy does it." Olombe very carefully pulls the jar from the treasure pile.

thievery: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

hero point reroll

survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Olombe carefully picks his way through the spilled potions with little success.

nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Olombe points out various places where the rat parents might have gone to hide.

Olombe makes a strange series of rhythmic clicking noises.

performance: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

"You missed a spot over there." Olombe directs the kobolds to a mess off a side corridor.

"Let's try that again."

Olombe concentrates and lashes out with his spectral staff before hurling fire at the swarm.

spiritual weapon: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
damage, force: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

produce flame: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (6) + 10 - 5 = 11
damage, fire: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 = 10

Olombe lashes out at a bat with his spectral staff.

spiritual weapon vs red: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
damage force: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Turning to the swarm, Olombe gestures and hurls fire from his palm.

produce flame vs red swarm: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 10 - 5 = 14
damage, fire: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 = 10

◆ Sustain, ◆◆ cast produce flame

"How clever. The bats are utilizing weapons. Most unusual."

Olombe moves to get a clear shot. He raises his staff above his head and a ghostly echo of his weapon appears and hurls towards the nearest bat.

spiritual armament vs blue bat: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
damage, force: 2d8 ⇒ (4, 7) = 11

◆ stride, ◆◆ cast spiritual armament (spiritual weapon)

In retrospect should I be using the old version of spiritual weapon since I haven't rebuilt Olombe yet and she spell actually has a different name now? If so then count the first roll plus 4 so 4+4 or 8 force damage.

Olombe conjures a ball of fire and attacks the fleeing rat before joining his allies inside the room.

produce flame vs red: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
damage, fire: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (1, 2) + 4 = 7

◆◆ Cast produce flame, ◆ stride

Olombe unleashes a barrage of stars at the nearest rat swarm before retreating into the corridor. His clothing sways about even more and he moves in an odd bouncing manner. Moderate curse in effect

Cast spray of stars at swarm 1, reflex save DC 20

fire damage: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3

◆◆ cast spray of stars, ◆ stride

Just out of curiosity, how do you have Physical Resistance 4? Also are you really Enfeebled 1 (or is that a holdover from a previous adventure)?

Olombe is an oracle with the cosmos mystery

Olombe has physical resistance 4 which would apply on both hits so he should be 36/44 before his saves.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

acid: 1d4 ⇒ 1

With that 1 acid damage Olombe is now at 35/44

Olombe moves forward and raises his arms. His robes and scarves begin to drift about as though caught in a breeze. With one final gesture a multitude of tiny stars fly out at two of the rats.

Olombe casts spray of stars. White and Blue need to make a DC 20 basic reflex save

damage, fire: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3 Also maybe dazzled

◆ Stride, ◆◆ Cast Spray of Stars

Lande takes out some salve and bandages and works on Jong's wounds.

If we have time, Lande will also work on Olombe's

[dice=Medicine (DC 20)]1d20+9

[dice=Healing]2d8+10

"I appreciate the sentiment lad, but it's not really necessary right now." Olombe pulls out his wayfinder and opens it, revealing a pearly white stone. "This little trinket slowly heals my wounds. I'll be fine in a few more minutes." The old man nods to Charlies. "It looks like our young friend there has one also. He got a bit roughed up also but he's totally fine now."

Olombe has physical resistance 4 so he only took 14 damage from the treasure collapse. He'll be back to full after only 14 minutes of rest.

reflex save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

escape, attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

escape, attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Olombe is trapped in the landslide but eventually manages to wiggle his way out.

Actually if this counts as a trap Olombe probably only sets it off on a critical failure. If that is the case then here is another roll. If that is not the case then ignore this extra roll.

thievery: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Webs and weaves! That looks dangerous. Perhaps if I just..."

Olombe holds his breath and gingerly removes a few coins.

thievery: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Reroll

thievery: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

"Oops."

Olombe hands the bombs to Jong. "Please examine these at your leisure, my dear. Be careful with them, though. We don't want to explode." The old man looks around and frowns. "I was under the impression that Purepurin would be here to greet us?" He moves up and peeks around the corner.

"Hello! Is anyone home?"

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

"I think you are correct, friend Lande. Someone seems to have carelessly left some bombs here."

thievery: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

The old man carefully extricates a couple of bombs and holds them out for examination.

"Does anyone have any experience with explosives of this sort?"

Olombe shakes his head at the stuck cart. "I'm afraid I'll have to leave that sort of manual labor to you youngsters. These frail bones have no business lifting a heavy cart. Perhaps I can encourage the goats to lend a hand, though."

He heads over to the goats and pats one on the head. "There's a good girl. Pull now okay?" He tugs lightly on the goat's harness, encouraging her to move.

nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

A elderly Mwangi man of nearly eighty and wearing very colorful robes helps himself to a large portion of dumplings and eggs. Between bites he introduces himself. "I am Olombe K'Tange. It will be my pleasure to accompany you all towards whatever adventure lies before us."

I'll fill out all the macros and such tonight but I wanted to give a quick heads up. Olombe is actually level 4 and not 3. This will bump our CP up by 2.

Oops totally missed the RPG Chronicles tab. Fixed now. Thanks for running this for us.

Olombe opens one eye to check for danger. Seeing no immediate threats, he stands and heals his wounds.

healing: 2d8 + 16 ⇒ (2, 1) + 16 = 19

◆ stand, ◆◆cast heal 2

"Dura, be careful. Your bootlace is untied. You don't want to trip."

deception, create a diversion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Following Samantha's lead he magically hurls a rock at the half orc's head.

telekinetic projectile vs Dura, flat footed?: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
damage, bludgeoning: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

Olombe retreats further and fires a bolt of fire at Dura.

produce flame vs dura: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
damage, fire: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 = 12

◆ step, ◆◆ cast produce flame

If Oolombe stepped, it shouldn't have triggered an AoO

Indeed. That was my intention. Although it looks like Dura did not actually take a turn. Did she step, strike and step back perhaps? Or if her turn was forgotten perhaps she steps up and strikes twice. She would need to make another attack if that is the case.

Olombe steps away from Dura's blade.

"Ouch! That hurt. You should respect your elders young lady. Drop that weapon immediatly!"

Cast command. Dura needs to make a will save DC 19 or drop her weapon. A critical failure means she spends the entire round dropping her weapon.

◆ Step, ◆◆ cast command

reflex save DC18: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Failed save. Olombe takes 5-2=3 fire damage.

did you roll flat checks for dazzled?

I probably should have been clearer. spray of stars has the following effects in addition to fire damage depending on reflex saves:

did you roll flat checks for dazzled?

Olombe moves forward and gives a quick lecture on the dangers of close formation.

"While a close formation has some advantages I think you'll find that it can be quite dangerous when there are spellcasters about. They can often take advantage of a tight grouping with something like this..."

He holds his arms outstretched and sprays three of the students with fine fiery embers. Basic reflex save DC 19 from Thisnabel, Dura and Rhenei. They will likely be dazzled to some degree.

spray of stars
damage-fire: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6

The old man's clothing seems to take on a life of its own floating about as h moves as if a light breeze were flowing through the room.

◆ Stride, ◆◆ cast spray of stars

Olombe considers for a bit and remembers another interesting adventure. "There was another time in city of Sedeq in Qadira. We had to deal with shenanigans involving djinni on a couple of occasions. That was pretty memorable."

Olombe seems almost disappointed that the task is over so soon. He quickly finishes his story. "...managed to steer Gorilla into a nearby hornet's nest. The stinging insects were angered by the intrusion and chased the primate away. Unfortunately Nana Anadi was not prepared for the sudden release of the rope and fell to the ground along with all her clean clothes. Laundry day was a disaster."

"So, the Pathfinder Society. I know they send their people on missions all that time," Dura remarks between bites of bread. "Have any of you been on any missions yet besides this?"

"Indeed I have been on several missions thus far, the most memorable being a particularly dangerous mission in the Findar Forest that culminated in a huge battle with many dozens of pathfinders against the forces of a demon lord."

Yeah I know Olombe is too low a level to have played in that adventure but he was totally there. Click the link for proof!

performance, storytelling: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Olombe continues his story. "...pulled and pulled but Gorilla was too strong and she began to lose ground. Not wanting her clothes to fall to the ground, she..."

Olombe is not much help when it comes to rope pulling. He is too frail to pull hard and too light to serve as any sort of anchor. In fact he is far lighter than his body shape would indicate. Instead of pulling on the rope, he begins to reminisce.

"Tug-of-war. It was invented by Nana Anadi you know. You do not know? You mean you have not heard the story? Well, this I have heard, and heard once more so I think it true that one day, possibly that very day that Nana Anadi caught Eel in in her undergarments, she was hanging her clothes out to dry on a clothesline made of finest spider silk..." The elderly man begins what is clearly going to be a rather long story.

performance, storytelling: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

"I told you we should've written about the call of the sea," Rhenei hisses to their companions. "But no, we had to write about romance..."

"I really thought that would work though," Dura sighs. "Doesn't everyone like romance?"

Orlaelia smiles and clicks her tongue. "Ah, but haven't I taught you to take risks and be creative? Your work was still quite good but the Pathfinders' was better. That said, I'm sure the four of you will apply quite a bit of fire to the next challenge, right?"

Olombe attempts to encourage the budding swordmasters. "Actually I quite liked your poem. I thought that some of the metaphysical imagery was really particularly effective. Interesting rhythmic devices too, which seemed to counterpoint the surrealism of the underlying metaphor of the humanity of the author's compassionate soul, which contrives through the medium of the verse structure to sublimate this, transcend that, and come to terms with the fundamental dichotomies of the other, and one is left with a profound and vivid insight into erm...whatever... it was... that the poem was about."

He falters a bit right at the end, however.

deception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

performance: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

"Excellent! It all seems to come together now."

performance: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

"Interesting thoughts Princess. We could probably incorporate some of those. How does this sound..."

performance: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

"We need to keep the meter consistent."

Princess Sunset smiles and claps. "The Great Old Ones will tear the world asunder!"

"I like the enthusiasm Princess but perhaps we could try to be a bit less...creepy? Perhaps we could do something like this..."

performance: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

"Given the breadth of information stored within my databanks, I have calculated that this unit would be most efficient at the 'poetry slam' as the activity does not appaer to require the physical contact that its title would suggest," notes Sev.

"However, as this unit is not the sole participant in these competitions, a broader analysis of capabilities is required."

Ranked choices: 1) Poetry, 2) House Cat, 3) First Aid, 4) Obstacle Course 5) Tug-of-War, 6) Bragging.

It looks like we have a pretty even split of first choices for poetry and tug-of-war, so that may be the way to go.

I think you're right. We're all over the place but it looks like we're leaning slightly towards poetry and tug-of-war./